Pursuing Her Best Friend after Confession Failed

Hearing the news that Chu Yue blurted out—luxury houses worth tens of millions, plus luxury cars worth over a million—for ordinary farmers here who only make a few thousand a month, it was an enormous shock.

A million or two, they could still dare to imagine.

But when that number is multiplied by ten, reaching ten or twenty million, it becomes a figure they simply don’t even dare to think about.

Chen Qiuhua stared at his wife in shock, his voice slightly trembling as he asked:

"Wife, who told you this?"

Chu Yue glanced at Chen Qiuhua and snorted lightly: "Who else could it be? Your precious daughter Yanyan."

"She saw the property certificate with her own eyes, and she personally went with Zhijin to pick up the car."

"Oh right, Yanyan also said that Li Yuan helped her solve a big problem. You’ve really got to thank Li Yuan properly."

What Chu Yue didn’t say was that when she’d heard Chu Yanyan talk about these things last night, she’d also been so shocked she was practically speechless.

Over ten million—this number was something she didn’t even dare to imagine.

That pitiful niece of hers, who had no father and no mother, found herself a boyfriend and suddenly had all of this.

Then, thinking of her own daughter, whose looks and figure were on par with her niece’s, an utterly crazy, utterly bold idea surfaced in her heart...

She wanted to stamp this idea out, but it clung to her like a shadow and simply wouldn’t be extinguished.

The living room fell into a strange silence. As adults, they understood the weight of over ten million far better than the youngsters who hadn’t yet entered society.

Just judging from how generous Li Yuan was toward Xia Zhijin, there was no way her future life would be bad.

If she could give Li Yuan a child or two, she’d never have to worry for the rest of her life...

Chen Qiushi cleared his throat and reminded them: "Ahem, I think we’re not really in a position to interfere in this. We should still respect Zhijin’s own choice."

Chen Qiuhua hurried to agree: "Yes, yes, yes, let Zhijin decide for herself. We’ll just pretend we don’t know anything, so Li Yuan won’t be put in an awkward spot."

After all, when you’ve taken someone’s gifts, you lose the moral high ground. They’d just accepted Li Yuan’s gifts last night; nobody wanted to do something that would leave them disliked by both sides.

As the eldest, Chen Qiuhan looked toward the old lady, who had remained silent.

"Ma, Jin was raised by you. What do you think we should do?"

The old lady glanced around at the whole family and sighed inwardly. How could she not know that everyone in this room had their own little calculations?

Who among them would truly put themselves in Jin’s shoes and think for her?

But this was human nature. After all, they weren’t Jin’s biological parents...

The old lady let out a sigh: "I’ll talk with Jin tonight, listen to what she really thinks, and see what she herself chooses."

"She’s grown up now and has her own ideas. As elders, all we can do is give a bit of advice..."

After saying a few words, the old lady looked a little tired.

"That’s it then, everyone disperse!"

...

Night,

In the old lady’s bedroom,

Hearing her grandmother’s questions, Xia Zhijin froze, her body suddenly trembling. Her tears streamed down in a rush as she clung to the arm of the person dearest to her in this world and broke down crying...

"Grandma!" Xia Zhijin kept crying. Only by her grandmother’s side did she truly become a just-turned-19-year-old girl, dropping all her disguises and burdens to wail her heart out...

The old lady pulled Xia Zhijin into her arms, gently patted her shoulder, and sighed:

"Jin, if you feel wronged, then cry. Grandma’s here, Grandma will stand up for you."

"Grandma telling you all this isn’t to pressure you, it’s just to make you understand one thing."

"No matter what, you must be able to face yourself and face your own heart. Even if we’re poor, even if life is bitter and exhausting, we can still rely on our own hands and feet to earn ourselves a bite to eat..."